Following the fox to the outside of the study of the head of the worry-free road, the expression of floating thoughts and floating hearts was very complicated, especially floating hearts, just looking at this familiar door he was already guilty, seeing that floating thoughts followed the fox to push the door in, he was even more entangled and stood in place, and did not keep up, as if he had taken root under his feet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Canghu didn't urge, just stood at the door and looked at him sideways. Fuxin clenched and released his hands, loosened and clenched, repeated several times, he finally made up his mind, knelt down with a "plop" on the hem of his clothes, knocked his head to the room three times, and left a puddle of blood in front of the door, before he finally got up and solemnly walked into the room.

Looking at the solemn but sad floating heart, the floating thought opened his mouth for a moment, but he suppressed his voice, only took a deep look at the floating heart, and then turned to look at the fox.

"Excuse me, where is the soul of Floating Thoughts?"

Walking to the bookshelf, he raised his hand to take down a book from it, and Canghu opened it casually: "It's in this book that records the so-called 'shortcut'." ”

The floating thought trembled slightly.

“…… How could it be ......"

How could he not recognize this book?

In order to learn the method of stepping into the "shortcut" recorded in the book, he often came to the study to look through it, and it was a long time to look at it, but he never realized it for so many years, and the soul of floating thoughts was trapped in it!

The feeling of self-blame kept pouring out, and Fu Nian had to clench his fists and grit his teeth to stop himself from crying out, Canghu raised his eyes and looked at him, and then turned to Cang Yan and Liu Yuanhua beside him.

"Yan, Yuanhua, you are all extreme yang bodies, and it is easy to hurt weak souls, so let's retreat a little for the time being."

Nodding, Cang Yan and Liu Yuanhua retreated to the door, Cang Hu recited a lengthy incantation in a low voice, her fingertips gradually bloomed a little soft light, she gently touched the page, and then raised her fingers, and a wisp of black and gray smoke appeared with her movements, as if she had been dragged out of the book.

The thin smoke left the book and tumbled slightly in front of the fox, gathering little by little, and soon became an irregular sphere slightly larger than a watermelon, and it was not static, its edges were constantly shrinking like tentacles, and it looked like a puddle of flowing mud.

Both Fu Nian and Fu Xin nervously watched Canghu's movements, they were still waiting for Canghu to rescue Fusi, but they saw Canghu throw the book aside, and at the same time frowned at the gray-black smoke.

"The soul is more damaged than I thought......"

Immediately understood the meaning of this sentence, the floating thought and the floating heart were stunned, and then the eyes that looked at the "smoke" trembled, and there was no sound in his mouth.

Canghu didn't say anything to comfort them, she didn't even pay attention to their state at the moment, after thinking for a moment, she calmly stretched out her hands, holding up the soul that had melted into a ball, the soft light that did not distinguish the color gradually lit up in her hands, slowly wrapping the soul, the fox gently rubbed his hands, the gray soul completely melted, like a ball of water flowing in the light, and then her fingers moved slightly, the "water" rotated, and in the blink of an eye, it became a ball of thin silk thread, the soft light then opened, and the fox fingertips tapped, draw a ray of light as a needle, draw the soul into a thread, and then shoot the white needle into the air three feet in front of her, I don't see how she moves in her hand, but I see the white and gray shuttling non-stop, and a human figure appears from the air little by little like a weaving cloth.

Soon the gray silk was finished, and the human form was just completed, and the fox withdrew his hand and pushed the soft light forward, and the light flew towards the human form, coiling down the top of his head, and disappeared in a light flash, and at the same time, the human form became clear, and he opened his eyes gently.

She was very similar to the "floating thoughts" that Canghu had seen, but she was only twelve or thirteen years old, and she blinked her eyes, and she looked at the floating thoughts and floating hearts, looking a little confused.

“…… Brother? ”

The familiar voice made both Fu Nian and Fu Xin tremble slightly, but Fu Si gradually burst into a happy smile.

"It's really you, senior brother! Great, Senior Brother Fuxin, you didn't leave! ”

"No, I'm ......" Facing that happy smile, his floating gaze shook violently, and then he suddenly knelt down to Fu Si, raised his hand and struck his heavenly spirit with a dazzling white light.

Before the fox could make a move, he was stopped by the floating thoughts beside him.

"What do you do?"

"I ...... I'm sorry for the thoughts, I can only apologize with death! ”

Saying that, Fuxin struggled hard, but Funian gritted his teeth and grabbed him tightly, and when the two argued, the stunned Fusi gradually recalled the last scene of his life, and floated forward.

"Senior Brother Fuxin, please don't do this!"

"I ...... But I ...... I have done unforgivable things to you......"

"Senior Brother Floating Heart will never hurt me, because the one who loves me the most is Senior Brother Floating Heart! What happened that day...... It's not what you want, brother, is it? ”

The innocent and kind smile was the same as before, and the floating gaze couldn't help but be painful.

"But I've always been ...... And it's not just you, I've taken a lot of lives......"

"Then you have to live even more." As he spoke, his childish face became serious, "Senior Brother Fuxin, Master said that life is very heavy, and when you take your life, you must have the consciousness to bear this heaviness. Rather than dying, living for them and doing something for them is a better atonement for their sins, right? ”

The harsh and gentle words made Fuxin tremble, and the grief in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and he fell to the ground weakly, crying silently in front of Fusi.

Looking at Fuxin in the soft persuasion of Fusi, Funian's eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, and his trembling gaze was like a long sigh.

Without disturbing them, the fox stepped out of the door and closed the door with his hand.

Her face obviously became a little pale under the sun, and Cang Yan, who noticed it, frowned and said softly: "Fox, you use 'Soul Weaving' ...... again"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Gently interrupting Cang Yan's words, Cang Hu raised his finger and made a silent movement, and saw that although he was dissatisfied, he still quieted down according to his words, and then looked at the door behind him again.

Master Wuwu once calculated that if he didn't come to the rescue, Fu Si would definitely not survive thirteen, so he took Fu Si as his third apprentice and brought him back to the Taoist Temple.

But that kind girl didn't live past the age of thirteen after all.

The optimistic and cheerful voice faintly revealed in the room, and the fox sighed softly.

“…… There's not much time, so let's leave them alone for a while......"